Best Gilding Poems

Starlight pierces ebony,
above sculpted shades of white.
And moonbeams soften the scene,
gilding Night with golden light.

Donning a crystalline dress, 
Nature's a picture of grace.
And draped in feathery down,
She's frozen in time and place.

Billions of snowflakes gather
on bare branches, where they freeze.
And subtle features get carved
by the...

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They soar through space-scapes of
divine milky whorls and blue halos;
incandescent dandelion wishes
blown across nocturnal fields -
illuminating the imaginative expanse 

between eternities of cosmic dark ages and light years
are fiery pixies burning holes through obscurity
with passionate gold dust gilding awe -

souls arising fulfill their destinies


Susan Ashley...

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Feeling smug about its certainty,
Night anticipates the Day's demise.
And as scattered shades of gray gather;
blue finds sanctuary in your eyes.

As twilight creates a stained-glass sky,
a scarlet sun reluctantly sinks.
And night dilutes the essence of light,
scribbling silhouettes in blackened inks.

Vermilion colors the horizon
as flashing fireflies light...

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Nature imbues a prairie Spring
with color's majestic splendor.
And Spring's pathway gets dappled with
purple pigments and puce pastels.

Tepid Chinooks melt mountain snows
that feed meandering rivers.
Forming long lazy loops that snake
across an emerald grassland.

A rising sun erases night
with a sense of hope and magic.
And gilding the edge...

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Fall's colorful leaves are most appealing to me,
Gilding the hillsides with gold, touching every tree.
Hay rides on a wagon bed add to Halloween fun,
Impossible not to enjoy the painted setting sun.
Jack O' Lanterns carved from pumpkins collected.
Kinships are kindled by new friendships connected.
Leaves keep drifting...

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Galloping within the nights of her innocence
he raced around the field fire chasing the heat of equine glee,
the horn of his head, a wizard's weapon and a witch's wish
with which a poison may be whimpered and youth enriched with longer laugh,
rose gold gilding on the...

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Jan's spouse said she's gilding the lilies
For treating herself to new frillies
All the neighbours got hot
When they saw what she bought
And that really gave Jan the willies!...

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In the dusty cobwebs of my inspirational mind,
I’ve written volumes of scripted details, pondered
Epic thoughts, and let mine imagination roam the
Fields of complete abandonment.
A wild child of freedom’s reckless spirit, I’m dived
Head first into the untamed wilderness of the human
Stratosphere, seeking beyond the unknown country
Of...

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in the bright light of day you appeared...
a gilded angel with falcon wings,
you rose up out of the desert sands 
and your gentle beauty struck me dumb - 
sending a tremor through my soul...

marvelling, pretending an air of studied uncaring 
i watched you through a...

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dancing aspens sway
shedding their golden sequins
gilding forest floors

9/14/2019...

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Covered bridge sheltering frothy lagoon
Woven tapestry gilding each silted dune
Garnished threads over polished diadem doth croon
Fabricated ensemble breaching pristine medley, emitting swaggering tune 
A treasured grove; each branch artfully hewn
A regal polish smoothly layered on a well-crafted spoon
   
Scented laces nestling in furrowed moon
Binding corset ballasting each...

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Mister Elvis Presley 
Sang his songs expressively 
In Aloha From Hawaii,
He sang them just for me, aieee!

I was 15 when he sang just for me
Straight from Hawaii via TV,
My heart skipped a beat,
I jumped from my seat,
His music had changed my reality.

Elvis has now left...

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When Moonlight...

When moonlight paints night silver and ivory light drips from leaves...
When moonbeams glide on water's tides, a platinum kiss on midnight's cheek...
When ebony skies sprinkle glitter on Claire de Lune's sleepy eyes...
When moonglow flows like satin gilding night in pale shimmer...
When moon stars blush...

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I took a stroll through the woods like I do every Fall;
it's a sensual treat at this time of the year.
And I came across a grove of ancient oak trees,
shedding amber, yellow, and golden leaves;
gilding the ground like scattered nuggets of gold.

The air smelt of...

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Low in my eyeline
extruding flat silhouettes
gilding in relief
...

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